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She swallowed every drop. Another afternoon, they fucked in the guest bathroom. Jasper bent her over the sink. He watched in the mirror as he thrust into her from behind. Her breasts swayed with each stroke. She bit her lip to stay quiet. They both came hard and fast. The risk stayed constant. His dad was often nearby. The thrill made Jasper harder than ever. Vivienne grew bolder too. She sent him secret texts with photos of her body. Jasper stroked himself in his room looking at them.

“Better than those dirty stories you write in your diary?” I winked at her and saw the coldness in her countenance. “I only write, I have never really experienced them.” “What do you write about then? Your fantasies?” “Even better…I write about how I fanstasize other people having sex.” I was dumbfounded. “Oh my goodness, that is the horniest thing I have ever heard.”

Saliva from his mouth on my neck, trailing down. "Oh yea... ageeeeghhhh... hhhh." Uncontrollable shivers. Fingers slid deeper, parting walls. "Oh yeah... harder... add another!" Hollered whisper. He pumped three now, stretching sore pussy. "Dirty girl three fingers for brother's anytime hole. Love the pain? Beg for cock again." "Yes, fuck more!" Another small climax, body trembling. He chuckled, pulling fingers out, making me suck them clean tasting us mixed. "Good slut. Sleep now, dream of me using you."

“You want our cum, don’t you? Want us to breed you like a cheap whore?” I nodded frantically, tears streaming, my body trembling on the edge of orgasm. Tyler took over my mouth while Kai moved to my ass. He spat generously on my tight hole, working one finger in, then two, stretching me open. “Not yet,” Kai warned when I whimpered. “But soon. We’re going to ruin every hole tonight.” The double penetration in my pussy grew faster and more brutal. Leo and Marcus were groaning and grunting like animals, their cocks sliding together inside me, making wet, obscene sounds.

WARNING! THIS IS A NON-CONSENSUAL STORY. PLEASE BE WARNED. IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT AVOID THIS PARTICULAR STORY. As I mentioned, I write based on the prompts readers give if it's not too extreme. This doesn't mean the author supports this in real life. Note: There are limits I won't cross when writing these collections, so when you request a certain story, don't cross a certain line. I won't write it. CHAPTER 1 The bar smelled like spilt beer and old cigarettes. A few people were scattered around the tables. It was late August, and most of the town was at the county fair.

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

He even left the door wide open, like he wanted me to see. Wait. Is this a trap? I took a step backward, my face set into a stern expression as I tried to hide the fact that I needed something to fill me up. My pussy was throbbing uncontrollably and it was getting painful. Xavier walked up to me, took my fingers that still glistened from the wetness of my pussy and sucked them into his mouth with a loud pop. My thighs clenched. Those pink lips sucked on my fingers with an intensity that made my legs weak. He bit it gently, and then licked like it was his favorite lollipop, making the pain to highlight the pleasure.

I whimpered loudly around nothing — Ivan had pulled out of my mouth so he could focus. Brad reached up and pinched my nipples hard, making me cry out. “Do it,” I begged, voice hoarse and broken. “Please — fuck my ass. God, yes… fuck my Fùcking hole. I want both cocks inside me. Stretch me open. Ruin me.” Ivan added more spit, working three fingers into my tight ring, pumping them in and out while Brad’s thick cock kept my pussy full and dripping. The pressure was intense, overwhelming, but the pleasure was even stronger.

Until then, I was trapped here, touching myself for strangers and counting every tip. I slipped a hand under my t-shirt, idly playing with my nipple as the movie played on. The ache between my legs was already coming back. I kept teasing my nipple under my shirt, rolling it between my fingers as the couple on the TV fucked passionately. My pussy was getting wet again, that familiar ache building. The money from the call still had me buzzing… $700 just for riding a dildo and moaning like a slut. I wondered if HotFantasy88 would message again soon. Part of me hoped he would.

‎Damon kept thrusting his thick and huge cock faster and deeper into my wet pussy to the point where I couldn't catch my breath between pumps. ‎He's such a good fucker... ‎**Author's Message** ‎Keep reading, I have more juicy, steamy stories for you that're going to make you get wet and horny🥵 Please drop your honest review on this chapter cause it would mean a lot to me. ‎Thanks 💯 ‎